22 - Sam & Sophia

Sophia

Never in all my years of living thought that one day, I would think of Samuel in this way. I never noticed him before a week ago and I mean, really noticed him. It was the day when I was drunk and he had to take care of me. I remember him taking me home with Valeria, but he remained with me until we reached my room. I told him to help me get into my pajamas and then into bed. I don't remember much, but I remember him being nervous and hesitant. When I woke up the next morning, I was naked.

I didn't know what happened until I asked him. He told me that I refused to wear clothes and stripped in front of him. He was out of the room as quick as lightening.

I felt so embarrassed and till this day, I don't know how to look into his eyes. Because of that, I began thinking about him a lot and discovered that he is very hot. Maybe I didn't notice it before because he was my brother's best friend and because he was in New York. I only saw him in video calls or photos, unlike my sister, Sarah.

But now that I am beginning to harbor some feelings for him, I am getting anxious because I know too well that Lorenzo would kill us both if he knew something between us happened.

But I know that Samuel don't even think of me this way because I rarely see him looking at me or even wanting to spend time with me. Effort makes the person know if he is loved or not.

It is three days after Claudia's departure. We are all sitting in the living room, minus my parents. They told us that they are going to the beach house to spend three days there.

Lorenzo, Samuel, Johnny, Cassie, and I are sitting and chatting together when Valeria enters the living room. She held the tray of snacks in her hands and placed it on the table in front of us.

"Stay, Val," I say, earning a nod. She sits beside Lorenzo, the only seat available that is close to everyone else, including me.

She looks at him but immediately turns away when he catches her. I sense something going on between them and honestly, I could be 100% sure because that night at the mafia event, he was so jealous when she danced with Kilian.

I look to my right and see Sam scrolling through his phone. I huff in annoyance, not liking that he's not engaging with us. I decide to nudge his arm with mine to get his attention. He glances up at me and furrows his eyebrows in confusion, as if asking me what's wrong.

"I am bored," I whisper so only he could hear.

He smiles and gets closer to me, showing me the game he's now playing on his phone.

"Do you want to try?" he asks.

"Okay."

He hands me the phone and I start playing. The game is called cooking fever. It's where you work in a restaurant for a couple of levels and must serve the customers fast. It's pretty frustrating, especially when you're not fast enough and the customer gets angry and leaves.

I play for a few rounds and win in all of them. I smirk when I see his mouth apart as he looks at the phone.

"You are good at this."

"I know," I reply with a smirk, flipping my hair.

I look back at the rest and notice Lorenzo whispering something in Valeria's ears. She nods and they both leave somewhere inside. Weirdly, no one notices anything.

"Do you think something is going on with Lorenzo and Valeria?" I ask Sam.

He lets go of his phone and looks at me. "Umm, yeah, have you seen the guy? He is whipped."

I giggle at that. "I agree. I just hope he treats her right because she's a sweetheart. If he hurts her, I'll kill him, brother or not."

"Well, from what I have seen, he's doing a pretty job," Sam replies, giving me a smile of his own.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Tell me." He leans closer so no one hears.

"Do you...do you have a girl friend?" I see shock flash in his eyes as I asked the question. Clearly he didn't expect me to ask something like this.

"No, why?"

"Just...asking."

"Tell me," he insists.

"N-Nothing, just wanted to know. That's it."

Amusement washes over his eyes as he looks at me with the most panty-dropping look. He stares at me for a few more seconds before leaning back and scrolling again on his phone.

I stand up and go to the kitchen to get some water. When I entered however, I squeal and put my hands on my eyes.

Lorenzo has Valeria on the countertop, and kissing her. They immediately stop when they hear me.

"Sorry!" I squeak and go back to the living room.

I knew it.

I take my seat again beside Sam but before I sit, he intertwine my hand with his and pull me after him outside. I saw the rest looking at us in confusion before we walked out of the living room.

He pushes me inside the laundry room and closes the door behind us.

"S-Sam, what are you doing?" I ask him as he gets closer.

He hold my phone up and the screen light up. I see the message one of my friends sent asking whether I told Sam I like him or not.

My eyes widen in shock and embarrassment.

I look up at him and regret not taking my phone with me when I left to the kitchen.

"Look, I can ex—"

"Why didn't you tell me and how long have you been feeling that way?" His voice is firm.

"S-Since the day you took me home from the club..." I swallow hard.

He chuckles, but doesn't say anything.

"I am sorry, please just-"

"Why are you sorry?" he asks in confusion.

Before I could reply, he takes me by my waist until my chest touches his. I look at him with alarming eyes when he says, "Gosh, do you have any idea how much happy I am right now?"

"I-I thought you don't feel anything..."

"That's because I have been controlling myself, and because of your fucking brother."

"I don't care about what Lorenzo thinks, I-I like you."

He smirks and brings his face closer to mine until our lips touch lightly. He looks at me for approval and as soon as I nod, he leans more and kisses my lips with full force. Our lips dance against each other. He groans while I moan.

He hoist me up and wraps my legs around his torso, pushing my back against the wall, without breaking the kiss.

We kiss for a few more seconds until we are out of breath.

"God, you're so beautiful."

"I can't believe this is happening."

"Me too."

He places his forehead against mine and closes his eyes. "I can't wait to taste you, Sophia."

VALERIA

"Oh my god, this is so embarrassing."

"Sooner or later, she was going to find out," Lorenzo replies as he buries his face in my neck.

We moved from the kitchen to his room.

"Lorenzo, I am scared."

He leans back and looks at me. "From what?"

"From your parents finding out."

"Why do you think they won't approve?" he asks.

"Because I am a maid," I reply, looking at my nervous hands.

"Valeria, my grandfather married his maid and my grandma was pregnant with my father before they even got married. So, no, they won't say anything."

"Is that why that asshole said what he said?" I ask and he nods.

"My grandparents loved each other so much and couldn't give up their love. My great grandpa was against it at first, but he later agreed and approved of the relationship." His explanation made me smile. "So, don't worry, mi amor."

I kiss him on the lips, causing him to smile. "You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of this moment, us being together."

"Really?" I grin.

"Yes, my love. I never even thought I'd find love, especially not after what I have been through. I left this place to heal, but I am so glad I came back. I admit, I hated you at first, only because I was jealous, but now, gosh, I fucking want to stay beside you forever."

"I never thought you would look at someone like me, Lorenzo..."

"Why would you think that?"

"Well, I thought...I don't know...like you have a certain type or something," I explain.

"Don't you know how beautiful you are? You are breathtaking, Valeria Russo."

I blush at the compliment and hide my face, making him chuckle.

"Do I still make you nervous?" he asks.

"You will always make me nervous, Enzo."

"Fuck, always call me Enzo," he curses as he looks at me with a look full of lust.

"Okay, Enzo."

The next day, we woke up next to each other. We must have fallen asleep since we stayed in the bedroom all day. We didn't do anything last night, just cuddled and kissed as usual. He is taking slow steps when it comes to physical intimacy and I am glad for that.

"Good morning," I murmur when I see him wake up.

"Good morning, love."

"This is the best sleep I have ever had," he continues.

"Me too."

He pulls himself up and looks down at me. "This might be too soon, but...do you want to shower with me?"

I smile shyly at him and nod, making him grin.

We go to the bathroom and lock the door behind us, just in case someone like Sam or Johnny decide to look for Lorenzo in the bathroom.

We stand in front of each other and I don't know what to do, but he clearly does.

He starts undressing until he stayed in his boxers. He then reaches out for my shirt and asks if he could take it off and I nod.

I was only wearing his shirt as it was so uncomfortable to stay in my clothes.

I am standing with my bra and panties. I could see in his eyes that he wishes for me to take the bra off but doesn't say. I keep looking at him as I unhook the bra, wanting to see his reaction, and I did.

His eyes broaden as he looks down at my breasts. His mouth transforms into an o-shape and I suppress a laugh at his reaction.

He pushes himself closer until his bare chest hit with mine. I could feel his hard chest and I couldn't help but get aroused by my chest touching his.

"Come," he says, taking my hand and pulling me with him inside the shower. He turns the shower on and water comes down immediately warm.

We stand together as water cover our whole bodies. He takes the shampoo and starts with my hair and then his.

He then takes the new loofah he got from the cabinet and washes my body, making sure to stay longer on my chest area.

I wanted to smirk at his self-control and for a minute, I wish he would just touch them.

As if he heard what I thought about, he puts the loofah aside and looks into my eyes. I immediately understood what he wants and I nod.

He brings his hands to my chest and cups the globes.

"I can't control myself anymore, Valeria."

"Then don't."